Shinigami-cat: I OWN NOTHING!

Welcome to chaos PART 1

Alfred leaned against a tree and sighed. Arthur had chased him around the town for about an hour... maybe two before he finally got his keys back. Either way Alfred was dead tired. He was just dying to go home. So that's what he did. He walked inside and straight into the kitchen to get a coke. The perfect thing to drink after being chased around by an angry Brit.

He happily walked into the lounge room and sat down on the couch. It was about six in the evening and the sun was still blazing in the sky. Alfred sighed and started to drink his coke. 'Damn it's getting late... I wonder if Matthew got back alright... He better not have gone with that albino bastard. I swear if he did...'

He shook his head and sighed. He didn't want to think those thoughts at the moment. He just wanted to relax and rest and- "HEY!" Alfred jumped up and looked around. That was definitely Matthew's voice. He quickly got up and ran to Matthew's room. He was about to kick the door open when he heard Gilbert's voice.

"Keseseseseses! Did I scare you Birdie?"

"No." Whined Matthew. "It just feels really weird."

"I told you it would." Said Gilbert. "Just relax okay. Just let me find it and..." Suddenly Matthew let out a loud moan. "Found it!"

Alfred's stomach lurched. Were Matthew and Gilbert doing what he thought they were doing? "Hurry up Gil!" Whined Matthew. "I need you! Just please! Please!"

"Please what Matthew?" Asked Gilbert in a sly voice.

There was a short pause. "Fuck me Gilbert... Fuck me now!"

"How the hell can you look so freaking innocent when you say that?" Growled Gilbert. "It's so hot."

"A gift I guess." Moaned Matthew. "Now hurry up and fuck me! I can't stand it!"

Alfred couldn't take it any longer he slammed open the door and did his best not to choke on the bile that was bubbling up the back of his throat. Now Alfred wasn't homophobic or anything. He just didn't like Gilbert, and just the thought of Gilbert touching his brother made him want to kill albino. "WHAT THE HELL?" He yelled.

Matthew and Gilbert looked at Alfred with wide eyes. Matthew and Gilbert were completely naked and were pretty much about to do it. "RUN!" Screamed Matthew. Gilbert didn't need to be told twice. He jumped of the bed grabbed his pants and jumped out the window.

Alfred ran over to the window and yelled at Gilbert. "YOU BETTER FUCKING RUN! I'LL FREAKING KILL YOU!" He turned back to Matthew who had pulled on a pair of boxers. "What the hell were you thinking?" He growled.

Matthew sighed and looked anywhere but Alfred. "What are you doing back here?"

"I got away from Arthur quicker than expected." Snapped Alfred. "What the hell was he doing to you? Did he trick you? Fuck he was going to rape you!"

"Shut up. He wasn't going to rape me." Hissed Matthew. He walked over to Alfred and frowned. "Look at me Alfred. I mean really look at me."

Alfred rolled his eyes and quickly glanced at Matthew. "What?"

"What do you see?" Asked Matthew. "Tell me what you see."

"My stupid brother that almost lost his virginity to some freak!"

"FREAK?" Screamed Matthew. "YOU THINK GILBERT'S A FREAK? I LOVE HIM ALFRED! WHAT'S SO WRONG WITH THAT? ANSWER ME!"

Alfred was taken aback by his twin's outburst. Matthew never yelled at all... ever. "What's gotten into you Matthew?" Asked Alfred. "I'm just trying to protect you but you just keep pushing me away! I'm trying to stop you from messing up your life!"

Matthew laughed. "Are you serious? The night you suggested that we go down to Fever Lake and I almost died was the lowest point of my life! My life is messed up because of you! When you look at me you just see your brother! The weak little brother that needs protecting! When I see myself I see some sick monster! I mean seriously look at my scars!" He pointed down to his stomach. It looked like patch work. "But when Gilbert looks at me he calls me beautiful! He says I'm perfect! He can have my body! One man's trash is another man's treasure!"

Alfred frowned. "What the hell? Do you have no self-respect or something? Are you turning into a slut?"

Matthew's jaw dropped. "A slut? You think I'm a slut?"

"You know I didn't mean it like that..." Sighed Alfred.

Matthew shook his head. "Oh I know what you meant Alfred. For once I try to do something... But no. Everything just went to hell... Damn Gilbert will never want to see me again..."

"Well good!" Snapped Alfred. "I never want that albino bastard near you again!"

"JUST GET THE HELL OUT ALFRED!" Screamed Matthew. He grabbed Alfred by the front of his shirt and practically threw him out into the hallway. "YOU RUINED MY LIFE!"

"I STOPED YOU FROM RUINING YOURS!" Screamed Alfred. "YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN SOME KIND OF DISEASE FROM HIM!"

Matthew glared at Alfred and growled. "I hope you die next." With that he slammed the door in Alfred's face. Alfred just looked at the door stunned. What was Matthew saying? Didn't he know about the huge mistake he was making? He was going to do something he could never take back.

He ran his and threw his hair and sighed. 'Mattie... Don't you know what you were about to do? Was what I did so wrong?' He could feel a strong emotion of something building up inside. It felt like a mix of confusion, rage and frustration. It was bubbling up inside and spilling into the darkest parts of his mind. 'Bloody albino... It's all his fault. Because of him Matthew's been more distant with me. He was never like this before! I'll fucking kill him! I'll stab his heart! Rip it out and crush it with my hands! No that's too messy... Snap his neck? Drown him? Yes! Yes! Good idea! Poison? YES! POISON!'

He started to walk towards his room and chuckled to himself. "Yes... but it needs to be quick... Even if I ground up all the rat poison and pain killers in the house and make him snort it he wouldn't die... I could use some of it though... but I need a syringe... and some other drugs... how would I get those? The clinic has some drugs I could use... now how to get them?"

A small smile stretched over his face as he began to formulate his plan. This was going to be too easy. He'd just steal some drugs and a syringe, mix them all up into some kind of super drug and inject it into Gilbert hopefully killing him instantly.

Suddenly a wave of cold hard reality washed over him. 'What the hell am I thinking? Am I actually planning to kill Gilbert?' He shook his head and frowned. 'No I'm the hero. Hero's don't kill! They save people... Unless they are an anti-hero. Do I want to be an anti-hero?' He would have to think about it.

TBC

Shinigami-cat: Short chapter is short!